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... mble, but he managed to force himself to stay calm. Soon after, the next frame of information and photos was displayed:


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The French Republic.


The Louvre, Paris.


Location: Downtown Paris on the north bank of Seine River


Telephone: XXXXXX


Fax: XXXXXX


Signs: A number of rare and valuable items such as the Mona Lisa have been transferred away by the authorities, leaving behind counterfeit products in their places. These counter ...

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